《Cousin Miguel》Part 18
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"So it's alright with you that we keep it a secret for a while?", Stiles asked chewing on a piece of bacon. "Actually I wanted to ask you the same thing. I mean, I don't care what the others think but I am still a little afraid they would not approve of this. Of me being the right person for you", Derek admitted. "But you are", Stiles said and made Derek smile. "They'll think you deserve better", Derek said quietly "and they are right". "They are not!", Stiled slammed his hand on the table, just to cry out in pain. "Are you alright?", Derek immediatly got next to him. Stiles nodded. "See, you care for me. Why would anyone think you aren't good for me?", Stiles smiled at his boyfriend. "You are in constant danger when you're with me", Derek said. "Are you kidding me? My best friends are welwolves, a banshee and a freaking hunter. Don't you think I'll be in constant danger anyway? You are actually the reason I always feel safe", Stiles admitted and Derek looked him in the eyes and listened to his heartbeat, to see if he was lying. His heartbeat was steady and Derek smiled. "You have a point there", Derek said and pointed his fork at Stiles. "Do you think they can smell you on me?", Stiles asked. Derek shrugged. "I mean I live with you, it wouldn't be suspicious if you smelled like me I guess", he eventually answered. Stiles nodded and suddenly started laughing. "Is everything alright?", Derek asked startled "is it your head? Did you get seriously hurt yesterday?" "Hey! No. I am fine. I just can't believe that we are casually discussing to keep our newfound relationship a secret over breakfast", he said and kept on laughing. "Yeah weird", Derek smiled shaking his head. "It's not awkward at all", Stiles said smiling. "You're right. Thank god", Derek smiled right back at him. "Sooo my dad will sleep at least for another 3 hours. How about we cuddle up on the sofa and watch a movie?", Stiles suggested. "I like that idea", Derek said eating his last bite of breakfast. They put their dishes in the sink and decided to clean it later. "Do you need something to cool your face?", Derek asked looking at Stiles' bruised cheek concerned. "Yes, it's throbbing", Stiles admitted "I need some more painkillers". Derek took out the frozen peas from the day before. He then walked over and lay his hand on Stiles' right cheek to take some pain away and lay the peas on the left cheek carefully. He then leaned in to peck his lips. Stiles closed his eyes in the short kiss. He had butterflies in his stomach. This was better than he could have ever dreamed. "Yeah, I don't need those painkillers anymore", Stiles mumbled slowly opening his eyes. "I thought so", Derek took his hand to lead him to the sofa. He lay down first. Back pressed against the back of the sofa. Stiles lay the peas down on Derek's arm and lay his face on the peas. Derek lay his other arm over Stiles' torso and took Stiles' hand. He laid their joined hands over Stiles' chest. Derek lay his head in the crook of Stiles' neck so that his head was restin on top of Stiles'. "Do the other bruises hurt?", he asked looking at all the little bruises on Stiles' arms that were caused by the paintball shots. He was sure there were more bruises all over Stiles' body but he couldn't think about Stiles' naked body now. "It's okay. The one in my face is the problem", Stiles mumbled "but it doesn't hurt bad right now. Just makes me look like shit". "It doesn't. You still look beautiful. Just a little coloured, that's all", Derek said kissing Stiles' shoulder. "This morning you said I look horrible", Stiles said. "That's a lie! I said that bruise looks horrible, but you still look damn good. That bruise can be lucky it landed on a pretty face. Everyone else would look like shit now, but not you", Derek argued trying to cheer Stiles up. "Wow, Derek. So talkative", Stiles chuckled "thank you". "Don't you ever think of yourself as ugly again", Derek demanded. "Promise", Stiles whispered and smiled "so, what are we going to watch?"
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Two hours, some episodes of "X-Factor" (we're talking about the mystery one with Jonathan Frakes, not the casting show) and many discussions about the stories being real or fake later, Stiles turned around to look at Derek. "I think my arm is frozen", Derek said when Stiles finally put the peas aside. "Why didn't you say anything?", Stiles asked him. "I wanted your face to feel better", Derek answered and smiled at Stiles. "Actually it does feel a bit better", Stiles smiled back "do you know what would make me feel even better?". He wiggled his eyebrows at Derek. "I swear if you say food now...", Derek started but was cut off by Stiles' lips on his. He smiled into the kiss, when he kissed back. Stiles deepened the kiss and soon there were tongues involved fighting for dominance. Derek won, obviously, and Stiles hummed into the kiss. Stiles pulled away from the kiss when his cheek started to hurt again. "Sorry", Derek mumbled. "Oh don't apologize for that", Stiles smiled and lay the peas on his face. They weren't frozen anymore but still a little cold. Cool enough to make the bruise feel better anyway. Derek noticed that Stiles was left in his thoughts and noticed him biting his lip as if he was holding himself back from speaking. "What is it?", Derek laughed "I know that face. What do you want to say?" "You know...since you mentioned food", Stiles whispered guilty that he was hungry again. "Seriously?", Derek said amused. "I'm sorry, but all that bruises are messing with me, my body needs more power to heal, you know?", Stiles explained. "That seems absolutely legit and logical", Derek nodded "what do you need?" "I was thinking about burgers?", Stiles suggested "is that alright with you? Do you even like burgers?" "This is about you, but I love burgers", Derek smiled, happy that Stiles wanted him to be on board with the decision. "I am getting my keys then", Derek said moving to get up. "Oh no no no no", Stiles pulled Derek down to him again "you are staying with me. We have Ethan and Isaac to drive and get stuff, remember ?" Derek nodded as he reminded himself of the deal. "Yeah, right", he said and leant down to kiss Stiles again.
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